Bye AJ

AJ Burnett is gone. To all Yankee fans that have had to pay money to watch him pitch over the past three years, in the words of Michael Kay, "Seeee Yaaa". He was terrible for the Yankees, he came over from the Blue Jays with all this potential talent and he only delivered for half of a season. Over his five year contract I would go as far to say that he has been and will continue to steal money from the Yankee organization. He never lived up to the hype for whatever reason.

Some people have it and some people don't. AJ Burnett is one of those people who doesn't have what it takes to pitch in pinstripes every fifth day. He would go out on the mound with a scowl on his face and just throw the ball. At times it looked like he had no idea where the ball was going he was just out there to throw. He would blame others and argue about who was catching him and that he would be taken out of the game too early. But almost every time it was his own fault. He was the one pitching and throwing the ball that was getting knocked all around the ballpark. He was the one who was punching walls hurting his throwing hand. He was the one who got punched and walked around sporting a black eye from an anonymous puncher.

I know some people will say, but yea he won a ring in '09 and pitched well in the World Series. I guess those people forget about the torture he put us all through on the nights he would pitch in hot July. I would make sure that every time he pitched I wouldn't put the game on until the fourth inning because who knows what the hell was going to happen when he was on the mound.


Now he comes out and says too many people were tinkering with his arm, trying to give him too much advice. Well AJ you wouldn't have that problem if you were putting 0's up on the board instead of 4's, 5's, and 6's. People had to tinker with your arm because, lets be honest, you sucked.
Well enjoy your ring, enjoy Pittsburgh, and enjoy the money you are still collecting from the Yankees for the next two years. But I know one thing AJ you will never ruin one of my nights again with your wild pitches to the backstop every tenth throw.